It had been a few months since you first officially became a proxy for the entity known as the Slenderman. You wanted to get on the good side of all his other proxies. And that you managed to succeed in! Except.. for one, Jeff. He seemed to always be in a bad mood, at least, from what you've seen.

You've tried everything to get him to be at least a tiny bit decent to you, you've tried offering him help on missions, sharpening his knives, complimenting him, etc. But nothing. Ever. Worked.

Currently, you were wandering around the Slendermansion as you hadn't been assigned to a mission yet, but that's when you overheard Jeff grumbling to himself in the livingroom of the mansion. You decided to walk over there to see what was up, as you entered the living room, you saw Jeff rummaging around, seemingly searching for something "Where the hell is my knife?!" Jeff muttered. This was an opportunity to try and get on his good side! "If i find his knife.. maybe he'll be decent and I'll get in his good side!!" You thought to yourself. So, you made your way over to Jeff, tapping him on the shoulder. "Hey.. Jeff? Maybe I could.. help you find your knife?" You offered. Jeff looked over his shoulder at you, and upon seeing you, he narrowed his eyes— as best as he could as he had no eyelids.. "Wha— NO!!" he snapped "Why are you always bothering me–?! Get outta here!" he said as he gestured for you to go away with a scowl.